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- > You return to the spa, and wash off your arm in the bathroom sink.
- > On your way to your usual massage room, you are yanked into the supply closet.
- > You turn on the lights to find the shelves draped with streamers, a cake on one of the shelves, several cups of punch, and Pinkie Pie under a banner that reads, "Welcome to Ponyville Anon Jr.!"
- > "Surprise! Oooh, I'm just so happy that I can welcome a new friend to Ponyville!"
- > ...
- "You do know that Anon Jr. is my dick, right?"
- > "Well, duh~, that's why it's just you and me and lil' anon in a closet!"
- > She probably isn't implying what you think she is implying.
- "Wow, what a great party! I'd sure love to stay and have fun, but I have to work, so-"
- > "Silly Nonykins, I got the okay from your boss for the whooole thing! Like I would let something like a job stop ponies from partying."
- "Oh. Right then."
- > Pinkie makes a show of looking around, but the closet is barely big enough for two ponies.
- > "But where is the guest of honor? I don't see him anywhere, and we can hardly start without Anon Jr.!"
- > You aren't sure if that was clever or stupid.
- "Give it up, Pinkie. You just want to see my dick."
- > She shakes her head in a blur of pink.
- > "Nuh-uh, I want to throw a party for your dick!"
- > What little resistance you had crumples. > Pinkie is pretty good at throwing parties, and you find yourself curious about what she has planned.
- > You drop your pants for the second time today.
- > Anon Jr. bounces up to attention, still hard from your session with Applejack.
- > "Oh there you are, Anon Jr.! First, everyone needs a hat."
- > She works quickly, donning hers, then putting one on your head, and attaching a small hat to your cock.
- "Did Rarity supply you with that?"
- > She giggles.
- > "Of course not, that's from my personal supply. Now, it's time for the cake!"
- > She lites the single candle, and tugs the cake a little closer to the edge of the shelf.
- > "Alright, Anon Jr. Make a wish!"
- > I wish for a kiss from Celestia.
- > Like that'd happen.
- > You inhale, ready to blow out the candle.
- > Pinkie puts a hoof on your mouth.
- > "Hold it right there, mister! This is Anon Jr.'s cake, and he's going to blow out the candle."
- > You try to reply, but it's muffled by her hoof.
- > What are you supposed to do, pee on the candle?
- > ...
- > Oh.
- > You begin stroking yourself, and Pinkie turns her manic attention to your efforts.
- > You are helped along by the fact that Pinkie is almost pressed up against you in a small closet, looking at your cock.
- > You pick up the pace, your other hand on Pinkie Pie's shoulder to steady yourself.
- > You climax, splattering the candle and some of the cake with your spunk.
- > The flame fizzles out, and Pinkie takes her hoof off your mouth.
- "I'm not going to eat those parts."
- > Pinkie grins.
- > "More for me!"
- > She plucks the cum-coated candle with her teeth, and flings it into a corner somewhere.
- > You feel vaguely sorry for whoever is going to clean up in here later.
- > Pinkie cuts two slices of the unsullied parts of the cake, and sets them on little plates.
- > She then gobbles up the rest of the cake, cum and all.
- > You eat your slice, bemused by the odd eroticism of it all.
- > It really is some good cake, sweet and creamy, with a banana undertone.
- > When you're finished, Pinkie taps you on the arm.
- > "Anon Jr. hasn't had any cake. Won't you give him some?"
- "Uh, like this?"
- > You prod the unfrosted side of the cake, and your dick comes away with some crumbs stuck to it.
- > "Silly, that's not how cocks eat cake! Let me show you, it's easy!"
- > She takes your manhood and presses it into the frosting on top, then through the moist body of the cake.
- > You have to admit, it feels kinda nice, if messy.
- > She pulls it back out, then puts it through another part of the slice.
- > When your cock is returned to you, it's covered in frosting and cake crumbs, and is fully recovered from "blowing" out the candle.
- "I think Anon Jr. is full, now."
- > Pinkie nods happily.
- > "Me too! I hope you don't mind, Anonynohnymoanymoose, but I combined the presents and the games! Dicks are hard to shop for."
- "Sure? What do you have in mind?"
- > She turns her back to you, and sets her forehooves high up on the wall.
- > The party pony looks over her shoulder at you with a grin.
- > "Pin the mare to the wall!"
- > Her tail twitches out of the way, and your heart beats much faster.
- "First, let me clean off Anon Jr., he's a little messy to be playing that game."
- > Pinkie shakes her head vigorously.
- > "He's just messy enough to play, I think!"
- > Kinky damn horses.
- > You swipe a dollop of frosting in your hand, and step up behind her.
- > You smear it onto her lower lips, and some of it is carried away by a drip from her folds.
- > "It looks so tasty, I'm already drooling, heehee!"
- > You bring your frosting coated fingers to her mouth, as you position yourself at her entrance with your other hand.
- > She sucks on your fingers greedily, humming in appreciation of the taste.
- > You thrust your hips, your cake-coated cock sliding into her well lubricated pussy.
- > She pushes your fingers out of her mouth with her tongue, then says,
- > "Enjoy yourself, Nonykins! This is your present to play with however you want!"
- > You weren't aware you could get harder, but here you are, like a metaphoric rock from her home farm.
- > She suckles at your fingers some more as you pound her, and you are happy to let her.
- > You reach up your other hand and plunge even more fingers into her mouth.
- > Frosting mingles with marecum and falls to the ground, dislodged by your lustful pumping.
- > Pinkie's mouth is wedged open as you grip her lower jaw and cheeks in your hands, using your hold for an extra bit of leverage.
- > Drool falls from her mouth onto her heaving chest, and she tries to giggle, but it comes out as a lower, more sensual series of grunts.
- > Her tongue passionately laps at your fingers, twisting and stretching to taste it all.
- > You feel yourself nearing your edge, and lean in close to her ear.
- "I'm going to spill my batter deep inside your oven."
- > That does it. Pinkie moans, her hips bucking instinctively as her walls close around you.
- > You manage a few more pumps, followed by a deep thrust.
- > Your sperm pours out deep inside, mixed with frosting, cake, and marecum.
- > You release your hold on her mouth, and pull out of her.
- > The four-fold mixture spills from her pussy, puddling between her legs.
- > She giggles and snorts as she works her jaw to get some feeling back.
- > "Batter in my oven, that's a good one, Nonykins! So, did you and junior have fun?"
- > You slap her ass playfully.
- "Of course we did. We played the best game known to ponykind with the best party pony."
- > Pinkie turns to you and nuzzles your neck.
- > "That's so sweet! I had a lot of fun too, maybe we can do this again next year! A Juniorversary!"
- > You squeeze her up in a quick hug.
- "Sounds like a plan."
- > After a bit, she sends you back to work, so that she can clean up the mess you two made.
- > As you close the door, you catch a glimpse of her licking up the puddle of cum and frosting.
- > Damn kinky, mare
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